The Heavenly Jerusalem. 13 Chrift is made the fure Foundation, And her confidence alone. All that dedicated City, Dearly loved by God on high, In exultant jubilation Pours perpetual melody: God the One, and God the Trinal To this temple, where we call Thee, Shed within these walls for aye. Here let all Thy people merit That they fupplicate to gain: Here to have and hold for ever Thofe good things their prayers obtain : And hereafter, in Thy glory, With Thy blessed ones to reign.* 8th Cent. *The authorship of this grand hymn, beginning "Urbs Beata Ierufalem," is unknown. X. DEATH. N the midft of life, behold Whom for help then fhall we pray? In Thee, O Lord, alone! We rue the evil we have done, That Thy wrath on us hath drawn. Strong and Holy God! Merciful and Holy Saviour ! Eternal God! Sink us not beneath Bitter pains of endless death; In the midst of death the jaws Of hell against us gape. Who from peril dire as this Openeth us escape? "Tis Thou, O Lord, alone! Our bitter fuffering and our fin Pity from Thy mercy win, Holy Lord and God! Strong and Holy God! Merciful and Holy Saviour! Eternal God! Let us not defpair For the fire that burneth there; Kyrie eleifon! In the midst of hell our fins Whither fhall we flee from them? In Thee, Lord Chrift, alone! Holy Lord and God! Strong and Holy God! Merciful and holy Saviour! Eternal God! Let us never fall From the true faith's hope for all; Kyrie eleifon! NOTKER, A.D. 900. XI. GLORIOUS SALVATION. O the Name that brings Salvation, Hid in God's foreknowledge lay; But to every tongue and nation Name of gladnefs, Name of pleafure, Name of sweetness paffing measure, 'Tis our fafeguard and our treasure, "Tis the Name for adoration, 'Tis the Name that whofo preaches Finds it mufic in his ear: 'Tis the Name that whofo teaches Finds more sweet than honey's cheer: Who its perfect wisdom reaches Makes his ghoftly vifion clear. 'Tis the Name by right exalted Puts our enemies to fhame: Strength to them that elfe had halted, Jefu, we Thy name adoring, Long to see Thee as Thou art; Of Thy clemency imploring * 10th Cent. (?) XII. HALLELUJAH. ALLELUJAH, fong of sweetness, Of the choirs in heavenly day, Hallelujah, joyful Mother Of the Bleft, Jerufalem! That full well befitteth them, Exiles on the earth condemn. Hallelujah, we deferve not Here to chant for evermore: Hallelujah, our tranfgreffions Make us for awhile give o'er : That would have us fin deplore. *A tranflation of a Latin hymn fung by the Germans. Date and author not known. с |